Folly! This doublet all unbraced No golden hat upon their head; their stockings fouled, Ungartered, and down-gyved to their ankle. It as if he had been loosed out of hell! (View Post)
The poet Fifty Shillings doth penn'd an eloquent sonnet, “In Da Club”, wh're that gent writes so touching of a v'rse as these: Tax not so bad a voice to slander music any more than once, Thee can fin… (View Post)